Well the quiet and uneventful summer that I have planned for myself is definitely not turning out that way. I am basically at this point stuck in Atlanta because the fans on my radiator are not working. So I can't drive my car at all. Added to that the program that I am working for is entirely disorganized and yet I was expecting something more. Ohh well.
I already have a student that is ready to go home. I really don't know how to handle this situation because I really want them to feel like family and to enjoy themselves while they are here.
If I can only remove myself from the running of the program then we could bond a little better with our girls. But yet again we are here in the wee hours of the morning trying to avert another crisis.
Well I am through venting for the morning.... I hope I don't die from an aneurysm this summer.
Monday, June 12, 2006
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
My Summer Job....
So I started my summer job today and already it been Borrinng!!!! I went to the training sessions and while the information was very informative. The speaker just couldn't hold my attention. I was constantly nodding off. Although the morning session could probably be blamed on the fact that I am not a morning person.. there was no excuse for the afternoon session other than he was impossibly boring. The sad thing is that he is a preacher so I would hate to go to his church because I probably wouldn't be able to stay awake to hear the message.
So hopefully tomorrow I will be able to take possession of the room that I will be spending the next six weeks living in. I'm sure that I will have a better attitude when I can go behind closed doors and just scream to myself. Ohh welll.
I kinda miss home already, although I only think that I miss home because I just started getting used to the atmosphere again. it won't last I assure you. I will begin to have fun and the time will just start slipping away.
Famu has still not sent me my diploma if I didn't know better from my grades and pictures I would think that I didn't just graduate from that institution of higher learning. But when I get that piece of paper... ohhh man watch out.
I have truly become a slacker over the last couple of weeks. Waiting until the last minute to do everything. ( Although now I'm missing the ability to just sleep in everyday , but I guess I am preparing myself for the commute to South everyday with no exceptions)
I really think that I should change the name of my blog... Considering that I have graduated and am now officially an alumnae of Famu. ( Well atleast when I finally get my diploma)
Can you tell that this whole diploma thing is a sore spot for me.... I am already planning where to hang it.
It is officially time for me to meet someone new because I have started to thinking about old romances and that simply can't happen..... why you ask?
Because.................
When you start to think about your old romances you start doing crazy things like:
1. picking up the phone on numerous occasions and almost calling that bastard that broke your heart unfeelingly just a few months prior.
2. Calling up your friends in the hopes that they can tell you something about your ex's who are either committed or married so that you can feel better about the fact that you weren't the one or that they are the ones getting played now instead of the other way around ( actually this one isn't so bad.)
3. The memories..... now these are the absolute worst because the human mind ( especially this one) will not allow you to remember in detail the bad times but it will let you remember every touch, comment, and feeling that you had in the really, really good times ( especially the moment when you realized just how much you cared about that person.
Ok... enough just writing this is going to set me back off down that road again... and I really don't need to go there.
So I say........
Peaces
So hopefully tomorrow I will be able to take possession of the room that I will be spending the next six weeks living in. I'm sure that I will have a better attitude when I can go behind closed doors and just scream to myself. Ohh welll.
I kinda miss home already, although I only think that I miss home because I just started getting used to the atmosphere again. it won't last I assure you. I will begin to have fun and the time will just start slipping away.
Famu has still not sent me my diploma if I didn't know better from my grades and pictures I would think that I didn't just graduate from that institution of higher learning. But when I get that piece of paper... ohhh man watch out.
I have truly become a slacker over the last couple of weeks. Waiting until the last minute to do everything. ( Although now I'm missing the ability to just sleep in everyday , but I guess I am preparing myself for the commute to South everyday with no exceptions)
I really think that I should change the name of my blog... Considering that I have graduated and am now officially an alumnae of Famu. ( Well atleast when I finally get my diploma)
Can you tell that this whole diploma thing is a sore spot for me.... I am already planning where to hang it.
It is officially time for me to meet someone new because I have started to thinking about old romances and that simply can't happen..... why you ask?
Because.................
When you start to think about your old romances you start doing crazy things like:
1. picking up the phone on numerous occasions and almost calling that bastard that broke your heart unfeelingly just a few months prior.
2. Calling up your friends in the hopes that they can tell you something about your ex's who are either committed or married so that you can feel better about the fact that you weren't the one or that they are the ones getting played now instead of the other way around ( actually this one isn't so bad.)
3. The memories..... now these are the absolute worst because the human mind ( especially this one) will not allow you to remember in detail the bad times but it will let you remember every touch, comment, and feeling that you had in the really, really good times ( especially the moment when you realized just how much you cared about that person.
Ok... enough just writing this is going to set me back off down that road again... and I really don't need to go there.
So I say........
Peaces
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